They Come and Go

Frequent losses
Happen so often
I miss them so

We meet at first
Don't know them well
But soon I will

Three, four visits
Trusts begins
Happiness regains

In six months gone
The relationship ends
All that's grown, dead

People leave
More so than come
But that's life

The pattern restarts
More to love
More to leave

More sorrow
More brokenness
In my heart


by AmyRocksIt
posted on 05/11/2008